(I wrote this little poem when I was in the 8th grade, and no, I didn’t get any roses. LOL I think I have always been in love with love and the thought of it and every little thing that goes along with it….roses have always been my favorite flower. I think it may just have been puppy love and wishful thinking on my part when I wrote this silly poem. OH pitter patter of the heart!) (SIGH)

Since I last posted, I was visited by the “little rascals”, Huhoney and I took them into the desert to see the dinosaur tracks,

visit the wild west fort, had a picnic in the desert (the rascals loved that in the back of Papa’s pick-up) …

Tried desperately to catch a lizard…

Posed for a couple of pics because Oma said say cheese!

Little miss smarty pants drove Papa’s truck and boy did she think she was Princess for the day….and she was….Papa said she drives like all women…..never watches the road! Good thing there was a LOT of desert road!